Shuchuan Academy of Fine Arts, there is still a distance of more than 100 kilometers to the provincial capital, and now that we are leaving, the two uncles can rush back at night.

Fortunately, when the three uncles and nephews went downstairs, they asked the teacher for the place.

Teachers who only provided a few phone numbers felt that their choice was not wrong.

This is clearly the kind of person who sees the most in art training, who thinks that his talent is off the charts, but in fact, he doesn't even know where the doors of the art academies and art halls open.

But the training is patience, and I quickly shared the navigation address and the official account of the training institution there with Director Sun.

Because the second uncle who was in the car found out that this Shuchuan Academy of Fine Arts, as one of the nine highest art colleges in the country, was not in Shuchuan Province!

Rather, it is in the neighboring province of Jiangzhou City.

That's almost two hundred kilometers, hurry up and hit the road!

Uncle called and asked several colleagues such as cultural centers to figure out that Jiangzhou City is not a municipality directly under the central government separated from Shuchuan Province, and several colleges and universities with the name of Shuchuan were in Jiangzhou before.

That's why the only higher art academy in southwest China doesn't live up to its name.

Wan Changsheng didn't speak, sat silently in the back row, and felt all over his body before he found that the carving knife he was carrying with him was probably thrown on the stall in a panic, so he had to ask his uncle for a cigarette and simulate the compass action of the teacher just now in his hand.

A little wondering, this hand is restricted, what can I draw?

The eldest uncle and the second uncle didn't worry about what was wrong with our family's longevity, they chatted happily while smoking, and quietly interacted with each other to lean on the topic of conversation, in short, to encourage Changsheng to see more of the outside world and get in touch with more learned people...... Girl, don't be like the Jia family, you will only fall into the eyes of money.

This tone is as if Wan Changsheng has been admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts.

Wan Changsheng had long been immersed in the kind of painting scene that he had just glimpsed.

In fact, his seemingly calm heart is still a little shocked.

He has been in the town since he was a child to high school, the previous village elementary school, junior high school did not talk about any formal art classes, all of them were children of the clan, and he had to come to class, high school even squeezed out this kind of interest course, so Wan Changsheng, who has always been immersed in the temple, the forest of steles and the commercial street outside, saw so many people learning to paint for the first time.

In Wanjia, this is a stunt that passes on men but not women, and only children who have shown the potential to become temple guards from an early age will be taught and guided these skills.

Where do ordinary people come into contact with this professional art field in their lives?

Two hours later, after a hurried lunch, the three uncles and nephews followed the navigation and drove into a fancy art academy area, where colorful and weird patterns were painted on the high-rise buildings everywhere, everything was completely different from the style of the town and prefecture-level city of Guanyin Temple, and even a little different from the prosperity of Cadillac passing through the municipality just now.

There's an indescribable weird feeling here.

Of course, at most, there are various art supply stores on the roadside and art training class signboards that can always be hung four or five stories high.

If it weren't for the training teacher who gave two or three contact information, most of the three uncles and nephews from small places would have been lost here.

At this moment, Wan Changsheng still wanted to try to be free: "Uncle, second uncle, go back first, I'll find a place for training and learning by myself." ”

Since Wan Changsheng can remember, he has been mixed in the crowds of Guanyin Temple, although he has not traveled far, at most he has gone to the provincial capital to see, but he has rich experience in dealing with society, and he feels that this is a small matter.

But the two uncles refused to leave first: "Your mother knows that if we leave you with no place to stay, she will scold us to death, hurry up and ......"

However, I went to several training courses in succession, and I could contact them by phone or walk into them casually, as long as people asked whether they had no painting foundation and had to take this year's exam, they didn't dare to pack tickets to get results.

One of them spat and said that there was no problem, but even the eldest and second uncles could see that they were greedy and perfunctory, anyway, they collected the training fee, and it was your own business whether they could pass the test or not.

At this time, a mobile phone number that I didn't answer before called: "I'm sorry, I was in a meeting just now, is anyone looking for me?" ”

Wan Changsheng held his second uncle's mobile phone and said: "I don't seem to have any foundation in the art exam now, but I have to take the exam again this year, are you sure that you can strengthen the training?" ”

The middle-aged man over there said twice: "If we can't, there will be no one here who can do it...... Let's give it a try, I don't have a foundation in painting, just give me two random strokes to see, and I will have a bottom in my heart. ”

This is the first person after Wan Changsheng deliberately said that, and he said that he would draw two strokes casually.

However, this is also the only training class that is not on the street outside the academy, and I drove a few kilometers back to the address Cadillac given, leaving the particularly noisy and lively campus perimeter, and driving into a cultural and creative park converted from an old factory.

Those buildings that have been renovated from mottled old buildings, painted white or dark red, hung with brand-new advertising signs or floor-to-ceiling glass, or gray steel-framed staircases, and there are strange small sculptures everywhere, and even a pile of robots welded from machine parts, which are strangely beautiful.

Wan Changsheng, whose basic aesthetics are in the Guanyin Temple, suddenly felt a little novel.

Let my uncle remember to take a picture and go back to show my mother.

In fact, since arriving at the Academy of Fine Arts, the uncle has been using various poses to shoot Wan Changsheng into the surrounding background, as if recording Wan Changsheng's every move.

The middle-aged man who greeted him was burly and tall, looking bald from a distance, but when he looked closely, he found that he was white-haired and round, with a little vicissitudes of life, and shook hands with his uncle and nephew and invited him to visit the teaching building with the brand of the Damei Training Institution.

In fact, I have visited several training institutions just now, and they are all similar to the ones in prefecture-level cities.

The uncle of the Cultural Affairs Bureau described it as an increasingly intensive extracurricular tutoring and training course, and after all, being admitted to an art school is an extremely professional matter, so this kind of training process is also essential.

But this one should be the largest of the few I have seen, compared to those training classes crowded into residential buildings or small commercial spaces around the art academy, classrooms that may be converted from industrial plants, each room can accommodate hundreds of people, and it is densely packed!

The entire floor of space is a testament to the strength of the building, which ensures that there is better funding for the best teachers.

The admissions director of the training school surnamed Cao said so, he liked to gently hehe twice before he spoke, and there was a feeling that everything was in his chest: "Indeed, there are many candidates who have no foundation at all, but at least they still have to go through a year or two of foreshadowing, and in the past few months of intensive training, you really haven't been exposed to any kind of painting?" ”

So Wan Changsheng stood outside the classroom door and didn't walk in, he casually picked up the chalk head on the blackboard in the corridor, and sketched a little shape on the dark green blackboard......

The eldest uncle and the second uncle stood away again and raised their mobile phones to shoot from different angles!

In fact, from the first time Wan Changsheng put down the pen, that teacher Cao opened his mouth and forgot to close it.

Wan Changsheng used the most common nail-headed rat tail drawing technique in Chinese painting.

As the name suggests, the beginning is like writing calligraphy, there is a nail head at the beginning, and the line is pulled to the end like a mouse's tail, and gradually tapered and disappears.

That's true of almost every single pen.

In fact, when painting, there are generally several kinds of brushwork intertwined, but some famous artists are particularly fond of a certain brushwork, which means a bit of show-off.

This kind of brushwork is nothing special, and experts will do it.

Wan Changsheng was not as uncomfortable holding a pencil as he had before, because it was no different from painting a mural on the wall of Guanyin Temple, but in a few minutes, it looked like a few strokes of the horse, but it outlined a boy in a corner of the classroom.

Wearing a casual suit with a pullover with his back to this side, but he was full of ancient vigorous strokes, showing a bit of unruly temperament!

It's not exactly like that, it looks like a bit of an ancient, but it's obviously a suit?

It is difficult to draw the skin and bones of a tiger, which is to describe that it is not difficult to draw the appearance of a tiger, but to show the momentum of the king of beasts, that is a master.

So it doesn't matter if you wear a suit or not, it's Shen Yun that matters.

It doesn't matter what kind of brushwork, what matters is verve.

The teacher Cao was stunned for a few seconds, until he saw Wan Changsheng put down the chalk head, and then he habitually said twice: "This...... Is it also called no foundation in painting? ”

Wan Changsheng gently dusted off the white ash on his fingers: "I'll do this, I don't know how to sketch and color expression in the classroom, do you think I can be sure that I can strengthen to a high score in the exam within two months?" ”

Mr. Cao's eyes were a little small, and he blinked a few times, but he was not looking at the lines but at the people, but he only paused for a few seconds and nodded: "Pay the money." ”

Later, the second uncle had already flatteringly come to the blackboard to let the uncle take a group photo, and the middle-aged man was also happy to make a V on the side of his face.

The exaggerated style made Wan Changsheng's face twitch, and it was a blessing that he was not praised and killed by these relatives as a bully.

It all depends on the belly of poetry and books, and the righteousness is exaggerated.